Racing to find a place for my soul ... Or at least a place that's less familiar

They had all been too tired to really talk much after Cole brought them back to the dorms from where they had tracked her down at Selkie Cove. So after getting in, they had pretty much collapsed in the aftermath of an emotionally intense day.

However, Phoebe couldn't sleep, and so, when she was almost positive the guys were sleeping, she had slipped from the bed and left the room.

She paced a little bit, and then she had curled up on the couch with her notebook for her workshop on Thursday.

However, she was spending more time staring down at the floor than reading.

Phoebe slipped quietly out of bed so as not to waken Cole and went out into their living room. She sat on the couch and leaned her head back against it with a sigh. Cole was sleeping soundly and she was very happy about that. No nightmares or thrashing meant that they really had succeeded in killing the demon and the ghosts were gone.

She hadn't been completely sure that the entire thing was over -- even though she had stood by her sister when Piper finished the ritual and the demon was killed by their potion. She hadn't been completely sure that there were no more ghosts until she had spent the last couple of nights holding her boyfriend and seeing that he was finally resting without torments.

Thus, she had snuck out here early this morning. Cole needed sleep and she didn't want to bother him.

Okay, that wasn't entirely true.

She was still shaken by the things she had felt last week and what Lysistratas had done. Until this, she hadn't known there were demons like that out in the world.

It was an emotional wake-up call and she wondered if there were others like him out there?

This might mean she should step up her training and her studying of the book and other things in the library.